In which I update my journal
I actually wrote on the Dungeons this week, which I haven't done much in recent months, and boom, didn't update my own LJ. Even though I've had a ton to say. Here are updates on a few storylines you may remember from previous episodes:
1) I did not get cable. It turned out to be a Trick, see: Cablevision's web site said, sure! We cover your whole zip! And they sent me one confirming email, but didn't make an appointment. So I called them, and they said, no, what are you, stupid or something? You need Time Warner.
Which bites, because Time Warner charges much much more, and has given me service (cable internet, on which my phone relies) of a badness so extreme that- well, very bad. I simply could not use my phone for much of the last week, and my internet connection has been worse than dial up. Cubby called earlier today, though, and I could hear him just fine, so maybe one of my many calls and emails had some effect.
Anyway, now I need to decide if I can still pretend to afford cable. Really, there are 4 shows I must see, and two of them are broadcast (Veronica Mars and Arrested Development, and if anyone out there isn't watching either of these shows you are missing TV about as good as TV gets.)
2) Isolde has been visiting! (That's cursive to you amateurs). This has been terrific. She arrived on Tuesday, at around 1 pm (this was the first time we had met in the flesh), and around 11 pm I looked at the clock and realized that we had been talking and eating without a pause for 10 hours. And then we continued for a few more. Let's see, stories- well, a store clerk asked if we were sisters. We had a very long and voluble lunch with bethbethbeth on Friday, after which we went to Toys R Us, where we totally lost our minds in the Barbie section when we found this talking birthday Barbie, covered in pink and purple sparkling craziness, whose first words are, "Hey, Mary Sue! That's one of my favorite names!" The store is supposed to reprogram her to say whatever name you like, but Mary Sue is the pink and purple sparkly default. We tested it again and again. I swear fandom is taking over the world. We were shrieking and laughing and the young female clerk was looking at us like she loved us, which was nice because it could easily have gone the other way.
I was opining that an adult fannish store, with TM non-porny products selected and marketed for adults, could fly in NYC. I mean, you're just not going to find the McShep jigsaw puzzle you're looking for in Toys R Us (though they did have an all LotR Trivial Pursuit, with a movie emphasis suitable for LotRps peoples). Beth said, it's all online, but that's not so much fun, I don't think.
And, BTW, you're not going to find the stuffed rat you want at Toys R Us, either. They had them at FAO Schwartz, which I had totally repressed went out of business last year. I remember it happening now, but when Beth mentioned it I was like, no, no, that never happened.
2a) Isolde loves squirrels. Really a lot. She kept enthusing about every single squirrel she saw in the park, and I swear it was spontaneous, she wasn't even trying to butter me up. She's from Australia, see, where they don't have squirrels. It's good, too, that she likes squirrels, cuz (like any good Modernist), she hates Milton. We had words about it.
We visited spiderine in the hospital, also, and she is such a sweet cutie. {{{{Spider}}}} Get well soon, baby, we miss you!
3) Combining 1 & 2, I went to Isolde's hotel with her (she switched to a hotel for the weekend) to try to watch sci fi Friday in her room, but the hotel, while it had a magnificent assortment of entertainment, a full line of complimentary Aveda personal care products, and belly dancers in the bar, did not have the sci fi channel. I am fated never to see my shows as they are meant to be seen. Instead we watched about 2.5 episodes of "Rome." Well, she did, I spent one episode on the web-- I don't have the brain power to watch TV and be online at the same time. Anyway, it was kind of amusing, but not really my bag. Rome (the setting) is so unpleasant. All that bloodshed and bad hair and dusty scenery and just horrid, horrid people. Though the interiors were lovely; I love those deep red walls.
4) I actually have a post about BSG and SGA so long it's in a word file. It started pouring out after *last* weekend's eps. But for now I will leave you with one bsg gripe I just mentioned to makesmewannadie (hey, in lieu of comment porn):
"The Cylon biology thing bugs me more than anything on the show. If no standard medical test can distinguish them from humans, they're human. You can't just plug an ethernet cable into them, their spines won't glow when they have sex, they can't be readily reprogrammed, and they sure as hell won't have super strength. And so much rests on their being machines that it actually offends me, as well as fucking with my implausibility meter every damn week."
Jeez, what a grouch. Still, I love the show, especially last week's (i.e. the one with Lucy Lawless.)
5) Happy Birthday isiscolo! To people who are not Isis, I very strongly recommend her story "Double Occupancy" (SGA- Sheppard/McKay). I think it's the best thing I've ever read by her, and I've read a bunch of her very clever HP fic. This had a psychological delicacy to it that really impressed me, and the sex was very IC (which I've decided is my thing I'm looking for in sex scenes now.) It was much, much better than the ep they subsequently did with a similar device- so similar, in fact, that I was a bit weirded out. In short, one of my favorite SGA stories that I've read. Oh, and fabularasa wrote her a terrific little birthday McShep meta story, in Fab's LJ today.
6) Anyone in NYC want to see Serenity on opening night (the 30th)? musesfool and I are going to get together, and other company is welcome. bowdlerized, I fear I got your note too late yesterday, but will write you shortly on the subject.
1) I did not get cable. It turned out to be a Trick, see: Cablevision's web site said, sure! We cover your whole zip! And they sent me one confirming email, but didn't make an appointment. So I called them, and they said, no, what are you, stupid or something? You need Time Warner.
Which bites, because Time Warner charges much much more, and has given me service (cable internet, on which my phone relies) of a badness so extreme that- well, very bad. I simply could not use my phone for much of the last week, and my internet connection has been worse than dial up. Cubby called earlier today, though, and I could hear him just fine, so maybe one of my many calls and emails had some effect.
Anyway, now I need to decide if I can still pretend to afford cable. Really, there are 4 shows I must see, and two of them are broadcast (Veronica Mars and Arrested Development, and if anyone out there isn't watching either of these shows you are missing TV about as good as TV gets.)
2) Isolde has been visiting! (That's cursive to you amateurs). This has been terrific. She arrived on Tuesday, at around 1 pm (this was the first time we had met in the flesh), and around 11 pm I looked at the clock and realized that we had been talking and eating without a pause for 10 hours. And then we continued for a few more. Let's see, stories- well, a store clerk asked if we were sisters. We had a very long and voluble lunch with bethbethbeth on Friday, after which we went to Toys R Us, where we totally lost our minds in the Barbie section when we found this talking birthday Barbie, covered in pink and purple sparkling craziness, whose first words are, "Hey, Mary Sue! That's one of my favorite names!" The store is supposed to reprogram her to say whatever name you like, but Mary Sue is the pink and purple sparkly default. We tested it again and again. I swear fandom is taking over the world. We were shrieking and laughing and the young female clerk was looking at us like she loved us, which was nice because it could easily have gone the other way.
I was opining that an adult fannish store, with TM non-porny products selected and marketed for adults, could fly in NYC. I mean, you're just not going to find the McShep jigsaw puzzle you're looking for in Toys R Us (though they did have an all LotR Trivial Pursuit, with a movie emphasis suitable for LotRps peoples). Beth said, it's all online, but that's not so much fun, I don't think.
And, BTW, you're not going to find the stuffed rat you want at Toys R Us, either. They had them at FAO Schwartz, which I had totally repressed went out of business last year. I remember it happening now, but when Beth mentioned it I was like, no, no, that never happened.
2a) Isolde loves squirrels. Really a lot. She kept enthusing about every single squirrel she saw in the park, and I swear it was spontaneous, she wasn't even trying to butter me up. She's from Australia, see, where they don't have squirrels. It's good, too, that she likes squirrels, cuz (like any good Modernist), she hates Milton. We had words about it.
We visited spiderine in the hospital, also, and she is such a sweet cutie. {{{{Spider}}}} Get well soon, baby, we miss you!
3) Combining 1 & 2, I went to Isolde's hotel with her (she switched to a hotel for the weekend) to try to watch sci fi Friday in her room, but the hotel, while it had a magnificent assortment of entertainment, a full line of complimentary Aveda personal care products, and belly dancers in the bar, did not have the sci fi channel. I am fated never to see my shows as they are meant to be seen. Instead we watched about 2.5 episodes of "Rome." Well, she did, I spent one episode on the web-- I don't have the brain power to watch TV and be online at the same time. Anyway, it was kind of amusing, but not really my bag. Rome (the setting) is so unpleasant. All that bloodshed and bad hair and dusty scenery and just horrid, horrid people. Though the interiors were lovely; I love those deep red walls.
4) I actually have a post about BSG and SGA so long it's in a word file. It started pouring out after *last* weekend's eps. But for now I will leave you with one bsg gripe I just mentioned to makesmewannadie (hey, in lieu of comment porn):
"The Cylon biology thing bugs me more than anything on the show. If no standard medical test can distinguish them from humans, they're human. You can't just plug an ethernet cable into them, their spines won't glow when they have sex, they can't be readily reprogrammed, and they sure as hell won't have super strength. And so much rests on their being machines that it actually offends me, as well as fucking with my implausibility meter every damn week."
Jeez, what a grouch. Still, I love the show, especially last week's (i.e. the one with Lucy Lawless.)
5) Happy Birthday isiscolo! To people who are not Isis, I very strongly recommend her story "Double Occupancy" (SGA- Sheppard/McKay). I think it's the best thing I've ever read by her, and I've read a bunch of her very clever HP fic. This had a psychological delicacy to it that really impressed me, and the sex was very IC (which I've decided is my thing I'm looking for in sex scenes now.) It was much, much better than the ep they subsequently did with a similar device- so similar, in fact, that I was a bit weirded out. In short, one of my favorite SGA stories that I've read. Oh, and fabularasa wrote her a terrific little birthday McShep meta story, in Fab's LJ today.
6) Anyone in NYC want to see Serenity on opening night (the 30th)? musesfool and I are going to get together, and other company is welcome. bowdlerized, I fear I got your note too late yesterday, but will write you shortly on the subject.